Libertonian Servicemember's Bar & Grill

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"Is something wrong, sir...?"


There is -definitely- something wrong..., He tried to forget, but not even the strongest liquor could make him. He tried to forget, but not even all the amount of paperwork could make him. This left him with a heavy burden on his chest. Should he spill it?... But then who would he confess to? Certainly not to this Lieutenant whom he'd just met.

Remus was about to change the subject when he heard a overly familiar voice.

“Captain Remus Sius, I'll be damned. Thought you'd gone and died. You look like you've been sleeping under a chemical dump. Capital fleet been giving you problems?”

He had not expected this person nor was it a good time to see her again. The truth is... Remus hadn't informed Hartman of the Douglas' incident. Some of Hartman's ship mates were still stationed on board the ship when she exploded on that ill-fated day. With Hartman being a former subordinate and a friend to him, he couldn't bear with the idea of keeping the truth from her. But to tell this dastardly tale in front of Lieutenant Graham would undermine his position within the Navy.

He tried to play the introduction card to avoid being the center of attention for the moment.

"Ah!... Jane. How n-nice to see y-you again! Th-This is L-Lieutenant John Gra-ham.", Remus tried to say with a slight bit of nervousness.

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